Three beautiful things most days.
1. A day of parcels.
2. I bring my new stickers up to show Alec and he selects some for his laptop.
3. Honeysuckle has scrambled over the willow in the car park and over next door's back wall. The scent lies in our garden.
1. Much that I would like to sit and visit for longer packed in with red and crimson cushions and blankets, lit by a bright window and drink...
